Those are the words my dad always chooses to describe the dozens of fadish gadgets that spring up on our TV screen during the holidays (a.k.a infomercial season). I’m not exactly sure what a “popeal” is, but this thing just pealed it.

Once, my sister complained that two of my characters changed sides on a table with no explanation. So here: Becky is gradually changing places with Whiskers from the first to the 3rd frame. More frames and I could change her back again. Now if I could just get the speech bubbles in the right order, I could go out for syndication. (By the way, those trucks disappeared at least 10 years ago now.)

My boyfriend’s friend Bob wrote a story about discovering a pirate ship in his land-locked, frozen-over hometown. When he read me the part about delving deep with in the ship and rummaging through the rum, this is the image that popped in my head:

Last year about this time I was trying to read a dry old tome about writing and drawing comic strips, which I soon ditched for Scott McLeod’s much flashier Making Comics. The dry old tome did have one good bit of advice though: stay off the desert island. That is, don’t gravitate toward over-used settings, scenarios, or plots. Well, I managed to stay off the desert island all this time, but then I felt the tug of that old cliched birdwire. No one is perfect in comics, least of all me!